When I was on the 16th floor of the hospital, a man gave me a Rubik’s Cube. I’ve been trying to solve it all morning because my dad messed it up. You’re supposed to get all the colors separate on each side of the cube. It’s really hard. I have no idea how to do it. I just keep spinning it in different directions. I almost got one side. At home I have an electronic Rubik’s Cube, and it’s easier. All you have to do is remember the colors and press buttons. I don’t know if I’ll ever solve this one. If I do get it, I won’t get near my dad, and I’ll yell to anyone who tries to mess with it, “Don’t touch my cube!”
By Andrea, age 7
First, buy everything you like such as candy, cats, dogs, books, board games, ice cream.
Find your friends and the things you like from nature.
Then buy tape and super glue and then mend all the wars together and turn them into parties.
Turn bullying into people talking about what they are going to be when they are older.
Most of all, make everybody happy!
Happy is what everybody wants to be, but sometimes can’t.
To play or not to play, that is the question.
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
the dying and losing on the same level
over and over again and the frustration
of the “Game Over” voice that comes on
when you lose all your lives, or taking
a controller, coming down and finishing it.
To restart, perchance to succeed—ah,
there’s the kick, for in that beating of the level,
what may come when we have beat
the M-rated violent level must
give us pause—there is the respect
of the cheesy graphics.
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